JOHN P CARR III
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HONORED ON PANEL 2W, LINE 54 OF THE WALL

JOHN PARM CARR III

WALL NAME

JOHN P CARR III

PANEL / LINE

2W/54

DATE OF BIRTH

10/05/1951

CASUALTY PROVINCE

QUANG NAM

DATE OF CASUALTY

10/29/1971

HOME OF RECORD

FAIR OAKS

COUNTY OF RECORD

Sacramento County

STATE

CA

BRANCH OF SERVICE

ARMY

RANK

SP5

REMEMBRANCES

LEFT FOR JOHN PARM CARR III
POSTED ON 11.2.2013
POSTED BY: Robert Sage

We Remember

John is buried at Mount Vernon Memorial Park, Fair Oaks, Sacramento County, CA.
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POSTED ON 10.23.2013
POSTED BY: Curt Carter [email protected]

Remembering An American Hero

Dear SP5 John Parm Carr III, sir

As an American, I would like to thank you for your service and for your sacrifice made on behalf of our wonderful country. The youth of today could gain much by learning of heroes such as yourself, men and women whose courage and heart can never be questioned.

May God allow you to read this, and may He allow me to someday shake your hand when I get to Heaven to personally thank you. May he also allow my father to find you and shake your hand now to say thank you; for America, and for those who love you.

With respect, and the best salute a civilian can muster for you, Sir

Curt Carter
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POSTED ON 10.29.2009
POSTED BY: 60's Girl

Angel Day

On this your angel day I humbly give thanks for your service and sacrifice and with honor I leave you this poem . . .

A butterfly lights beside us like a sunbeam
And for a brief moment its glory
and beauty belong to our world
But then it flies again
And though we wish it could have stayed...
We feel lucky to have seen it.

~Author Unknown
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POSTED ON 12.1.2005
POSTED BY: Bob Ross

Do not stand at my grave and weep

Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there; I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow,
I am the sun on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there; I did not die.

Mary Frye – 1932

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POSTED ON 8.10.2004
POSTED BY: Chris Spencer

NATIVE AMERICAN PRAYER

It is said a man hasn't died as long as he is remembered. This prayer is a way for families, friends and fellow veterans to remember our fallen brothers and sisters. Do not stand at my grave and weep I am not there, I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow, I am the diamond glints on snow. I am the sunlight on ripened grain, I am the gentle autumn rain. When you awaken in the morning hush, I am the swift, uplifting rush of quiet birds in circled flight, I am the stars that shine at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry, I am not there, I did not die
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